|If the dull substance of my flesh were thought,|
|Injurious distance should not stop my way;|
|For then despite of space I would be brought,|
|From limits far remote where thou dost stay.|
|No matter then although my foot did stand|
|Upon the farthest earth removed from thee;|
|For nimble thought can jump both sea and land|
|As soon as think the place where he would be.|
|But ah! thought kills me that I am not thought,|
|To leap large lengths of miles when thou art gone,|
|But that so much of earth and water wrought|
|I must attend time’s leisure with my moan,|
|Receiving nought by elements so slow|
|But heavy tears, badges of either’s woe.|
The Sonnet manifests the unity of will and intellect, done most clearly in line nine when mind and will are punned together in the word “thought” “but ah! thought (my own self awareness) kills me that I am not thought, to leap… (go out of oneself to another, or will)”.
The poem manifests the unity of thought and intellect by manifesting the immateriality of both. Thought is opposed to “the dull substance” made of elements. Shakespeare’s whole lament is that his body weighs down another more intimate part of himself that is not limited by distance or space, and such a limitation to distance and space is either the definition of body, or something that follows soon upon it.